#to be honest i cant think of anything else to

[ruffiroko]

saint if they were a darker shade of green and put into a mall with survivors and other entities and forced to beat each other to death

saint + tailsmane from sharkco!! sharkcos a silly tdm/pvp/ffa game on roblox thats basically survivors and weird silly fluffy beings of synthetic life. i dont know how to explain but its fun even in an pre-alpha state

[wickjump]

yeah i can deal with intrusive thoughts. those are fine. ive learned to cope. intrusive DREAMS?? whole nother story. i have VISIONS. VIVID ONES. and that’s so much WORSE. “oh i have violent dreams too” youuu. don’t GET IT. im talking INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS. anyway what the fuck was up with my nap cause that shit suuucked!!!!!

[why-the-heck-not]

my thesis advisor asking me to send them my current draft, and me suddenly realizing I somehow haven’t written a single fucking sentence in 2 weeks, dudes it’s a pr nightmare (been hella unproductive the past weeks idk what tf happened)

[chocottang]

the more i think abt goldica the more i like it

[mxdotpng]

don't even look at me rn man

[marbled-jester]

remake of an old comic about sacridite! link to the original will be in the comments

[trainingdummyrabbit]

local thinglet's entire day derailed bc they couldnot have their little chicken tendies

[stabyou]

me when running away from everyone makes me end up all alone:

[motherforthefamicom]

trying to find some oldass drawings of one of my first sonas i havent been able to find em yet but instead ive just been unearthing all these old notes an ex friend and i would pass to each other back in middle school

[bunnihearted]

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[moonlit-orchid]

good evening to everyone except a certain few fucking anons

[webvampzz]

i wish i could eat songs

[ennuidays]

its not serious Ur not serious ab it An ur motives r stupid n hold no real life value

[devil-changmin]

again, in tags, and dec 18 tw

[pizzapizzadickz]

...somedays are just so much worse than others. Lately, I've been caught up in thinking, yet again, what if I'm faking everything. Well. Not that persay. More like. What if everything I think is going on is actually based on something false. And it sucks. Bc. I just start to worry that I cannot fix anything. Idk. Its just. Its nice to have an answer to things. And it'd hurt if my answer is wrong I suppose. You could show me all the evidence in the world and in the end I still won't believe it. I'll still think im wrong somehow. But at the same time I believe I'm right. How odd is that?

Ever since ive been young I've always questioned myself like that. I used to question who I am and what makes up me. And I never rly had an answer. I always just felt hollow and out of place. Even now that's all I feel.

Sometimes I can tell my thinking is heavily distorted. And honestly sometimes I question if it's ever not.

[snekdood]

I've never really actually cared about smearing my ex. I only ever wanted to clear my name and draw vent art to an audience i *thought* was removed from them. I didn't think anyone they knew or knee them were still watching me online so i felt like it was okay to finally draw vent art. Art that would only emotionally move them to actually give af about what they did but i felt was vague enough that people wouldnt trace it back to them. And then someone did, and then they wrote a whole callout post about me, which i was anticipating for years, but before that, theyve been for years building this image of me, where they know their audience knows theyre talking about me, theyve been trying to paint me as the abuser for years so that when they did call me out, people could refer to their comic and see "evidence" im bad because i guess thats evidence somehow??? Whatever the case. I feel like ive only been trying to clear my name since they started this. I never wanted it to devolve into this me vs them thing but they seemed to start off that way by default with me. I felt like i had to lay out everything they did to defend my point that i know what im talking about, im not crazy, and maybe listen to me because i might be right when i talk about myself specifically. The fact its gotten to this point is so stupid to me. It would have been so much easier for them to just drop the narrative of painting me as this horrible shitty person but no apparently we had to drag it all the way out to this point. I hate feeling like i have to constantly defend myself because theres a whole narrative about me thats entirely different from who I am. I hate that i felt like i needed to compile all this evidence that im innocent especially since even if i had direct evidence of their abuse people would still somehow find a way to dismiss it. All of this has been a waste of time but i guess so long as they get to throw my name in the trash and shit on it nothing else matters.